The ice arrow inched closer, threatening to pierce the skin. With the power of Huang Quan, this ice arrow could even penetrate Jing Chen’s throat.
The outcome of the match was already decided.
The audience, witnessing this scene, knew the result.
Feng Jiuyuan looked at the two on the stage and sighed, “It’s a pity for Huang Quan.”
A teacher from the Western Wuyu Empire, seated in front of him, turned back and frowned, “What do you mean?”
Feng Jiuyuan replied, “Under normal circumstances, who threatens someone by kneeling on one knee?”
“With Jing Chen’s height, she has to kneel on one knee to threaten him. Don’t you think that’s unfair?”
The teacher from the Western Wuyu Empire was speechless. Do you remember how you mocked his height yesterday, and ended up being injured by Long Yinqin?
From Feng Jiuyuan’s expression, it was clear he didn’t remember.
The teacher from the Western Wuyu Empire chose not to respond and turned back to continue watching the match.
On the competition stage.
Huang Quan looked at Jing Chen and smiled, “You lost.”
The ice arrow exuded a chilling aura. Jing Chen, who possessed the Ice Spirit Root, had never found this cold so unbearable. But now, with a lethal point being continuously eroded by the cold, he felt the chill.
“You’re right.”
Jing Chen looked at Huang Quan and said, “I lost.”
After a pause, Jing Chen added, “I concede.”
Upon hearing this, Huang Quan smiled, then withdrew her hand and stood up.
As Huang Quan stood up, Jing Chen had to look up at her, “You’re really strong.”
Hearing this, Huang Quan smiled again, “You’re not bad either.”
Being able to leave a scar on her face was indeed impressive.
Jing Chen understood the meaning behind Huang Quan’s words, which only made him feel worse instead of comforted.
The reason his attack left a scar on Huang Quan’s face was because Huang Quan had not moved her body at all, merely tilted her head slightly.
That’s why the ice arrow only grazed her. If she had moved even slightly, the ice arrow wouldn’t have touched her.
Just like later on, with so many ice arrows, she didn’t retreat but advanced, passing through the arrows without a scratch.
“Oh, right.”
As Huang Quan prepared to leave, Jing Chen, recalling his question, hurriedly said, “Miss Huang Quan, I have a question for you.”
Huang Quan turned to look at him, “What is it?”
“The sound of the Dragon Chant Zither had no effect on you.” Jing Chen looked at her, “How did you do it?”
Jing Chen was well aware of how powerful the Dragon Chant Zither was.
The match with Feng Jiuyuan also proved this point.
But today, against Huang Quan, he had strummed the Dragon Chant Zither twice, and each time, Huang Quan was unaffected.
This puzzled Jing Chen.
“I’ve heard the real dragon’s chant.” Huang Quan looked at Jing Chen and smiled lightly, “It’s indeed formidable, but compared to the real dragon’s chant, it still falls short.”
The barrier had not yet been removed, and the supervising teacher was at the small platform on the edge of the competition stage. Huang Quan deliberately lowered her voice, so no one but Jing Chen heard her words.
Upon hearing this, Jing Chen’s pupils contracted, and he looked at Huang Quan in shock, “You’ve seen…”
“Shh.”
Huang Quan placed her index finger on her lips and gently shushed him.
Jing Chen abruptly stopped, feeling a bit fearful.
The supervising teacher was already approaching, and Jing Chen had not lowered his voice earlier. If Huang Quan hadn’t stopped him, he might have said something that would have caused a major uproar.
Jing Chen looked at her with a complicated expression and asked, “Aren’t you afraid to tell me this?”
“Why should I be afraid?” Huang Quan smiled, looking at him, and lowered her voice, “Don’t you know as well?”
Jing Chen looked at her, opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could, he saw two supervising teachers approaching.
Huang Quan didn’t look at him again and swiftly jumped off the competition stage.
Jing Chen’s gaze followed her as she moved, watching her return to her spot, then he too descended from the stage.
On the stage, the supervising teacher announced, “In this match, Huang Quan wins!”
As soon as “Huang Quan wins” was declared, all the students from Tianhuang Nation went wild with joy!
Huang Quan won!
Huang Quan is the champion! Huang Quan secured first place!
Huang Quan, an honorary student of Tianhuang Academy, represented Tianhuang and emerged victorious among the sixteen small nations and four great empires. She successfully claimed the top spot!
Their Tianhuang student clinched first place!
The students were overjoyed, and when Huang Quan returned to her spot, they all congratulated her.
The dean watched the boisterous group, his smile growing wider. Amidst his delight, he felt a tinge of sadness.
Thanks to Quan Quan, their academy’s ranking would definitely improve from being beyond the top twenty.
Ming Zhao patted the dean’s shoulder, conveying everything without words.
“Dean.”
Huang Quan, seeing the delighted dean, smiled and said, “I did it.”
“I got first place.”
From the beginning of the competition, Huang Quan had declared that she was aiming for first place.
Initially, the dean had his doubts, but as the competition progressed, he started to believe. Now, seeing Huang Quan actually win first place, he couldn’t be happier.
“Girl, you are the best!”
“You are the pride of the academy. You brought honor to the academy. When we return, I will definitely reward you well.”
“Girl, tell me, is there anything you want?”
“Anything I can give, I will definitely give it to you.”
Seeing the dean’s excitement, Huang Quan chuckled lightly, “Dean, no rush. We can talk about it when we get back.”
“There’s still one more match. Let’s watch it first.”
The next match was between Feng Jiuyuan and Nangong Qingle.
They were competing for third place. The winner would be third, and the loser fourth. Once their match was over, the competition would be complete.
The dean nodded, “Alright.”
The excited students sat down, barely able to contain their excitement as they watched the match.
Feng Jiuyuan versus Nangong Qingle promised to be an interesting match.
Nangong Qingle had shown his Holy Spirit Master level during his previous fight with Huang Quan, while Feng Jiuyuan, except for conceding to Jing Chen’s Dragon Chant Zither, had won all his matches with ease, never revealing his true strength.
Both were strong, but neither was as overwhelmingly powerful as Huang Quan, nor did they have a weapon like Jing Chen’s that could directly suppress opponents. Their battle was sure to be intense.
Under everyone’s gaze, Nangong Qingle stood up and stepped onto the stage first.
Feng Jiuyuan got up and slowly sauntered to the stage.
He had been like this since the first match, and after a few days, everyone was used to it. No one hurried him to get on stage.
Once on stage, Feng Jiuyuan looked at Nangong Qingle and provocatively said, “Your weapon was destroyed by Huang Quan. Have you prepared a new one?”
Nangong Qingle’s face darkened at the memory of his fight with Huang Quan, “What does it matter to you?”
“Even without a weapon, I can easily handle you.”
Nangong Qingle looked at him with a sneer, “Half-demons can’t compare to spirit races.”
